MONGOLIAN MOTHER OF SONG

Poem by ;P. Purevsuren
Music by; Ch. Nyangar

Song of Mother

Singing lullabies to me in your arms
Wrapped up snug as a papoose on your back
Lovingly my gray haired Mother
How can I repay all you have done for me

Spring Lily growing on a barren hillside
My carefree young time
Didn’t pay attention years gone
Belatedly understanding my mother

Looking for the Fountain of Youth
To see if I can find it anywhere
For my mother who grows old
To give her life again


Translator by; S.Uzmee
Editor by; James Pigg

First Carolina-Mongol Naadam 2011

On July 9th, 2011 in Colonel Francis Beatty Park near Matthews, North Carolina local Mongol-Americans celebrated the Mongolian Traditional Holiday of Naadam. In their native country it is a celebration dating back millennia, in modern times it always falls in mid July. Think of it as an Olympic type festival combining the trifecta of Mongolian traditional skills, horse racing, archery and wrestling. In Mongolia it is akin to our fourth of July with the fervor of a national sports playoff game. In the Pavilion at the park in Matthews were displayed symbols of the traditional naadam including saddles, wrestlers uniforms as well as traditional garb and boots. This was to show invited guests as well as the children what their culture evolved from.
In lieu of traditional wrestling the men arm wrestled for the championship with Jargal from the Raleigh-Durham area taking first place and Mark Guercio of Charlotte coming in second. Instead of the archery competition so as to avoid scaring the other innocent park guests a rousing round of Corn Hole was substituted. The team of Dennis Hamrick and Chuck Beasley beat out all the other contenders to be named grand champion Corn Holers or archers as the case may be with Batsolomon and Jargal coming in second. Since the confines of the park didn’t allow for true horse races which are normally 15-30 kilometers long with jockeys

ranging in age from 5 to 13 years old it was decided to let the children run foot races to determine the fleetest of foot. Javkhlan, 8 years old of King, North Carolina won the race with Bayarnam 2 years old of Charlotte coming in last but giving it all he had, not giving up. To finish up the sports competition teams were chosen for a rousing round of tug of war, local Mongolians and friends on one end of the rope with visiting Mongolians and friends on the other end. It did not end well for the home team as the visitors pulled them across the line and took home the tug of war championship.
Next came the traditional games involving Shagai, Shagai can be tossed like dice or flicked like marbles depending on which game is to be played. Games involving the Shagai have been played throughout history throughout the world. Gantuya was the winner of the Shagai competition with Undraa coming in second. As with all Mongolian celebrations it was opened with traditional Mongolian songs with music from the yatga which is a long flat harp like instrument that produces a melodious sound. The celebrations concluded with singing of Mongolian songs that honor their country, their heritage, and their people, similar to American songs like America the Beautiful.
This celebration was conceived and paid for by the local Mongolian American families. The Mongols throughout history have the belief that if you drink a country’s water you adopt its ways and customs as your own- the Mongolian Americans at this celebration have adopted the ways of their new country and are proud to be called Americans yet hold the memories and traditions of Mongolia in their hearts so their friends and their children will know the journey they have taken.


James & Uzmee Pigg

For Dad

You are so wonderful Dad
You are always thinking of us
Your heart is sometimes very soft
You are very hard sometimes
How much you hard us
Still we love you very much
Sometimes we didn't listen to you
Sometimes you didn't understand us
You always told us a bed time story
We enjoyed it very much
We want to spend more time together
We miss you every time
School time you pick us up and drop us off
We appreciate you so
And we want show you
My teachers and friends
Because, That is my Dad!
We feel so happy
We understand you
You work so hard
You also so tired
We promise you
We will be good girls
Don't forget us
We are girls!!!
We love you very much!!!


Your daughters Catherine and Tergel 2003

Happy Father's Day

Father is the most special man in the world
Anywhere protecting me front and back
Anytime between me and my enemies
Father is my hero
Father loving caring for me
Always showing how to be strong, deeply caring
Attention to my whole life, always there when needed
Father you always touch my heart
Happy Father’s Day


S.Uzmee
6/17/2011

The Pilot Mountain

The Pilot Mountain


Faraway looks like nipple
Strange shape Mountain
Follow direction onto mountains top
Spiritual feeling there
All around look at flat land
See long way off all the towns
Awesome views all round
Flying high mirage
That feeling called
The mountain Pilot
That's truly amazing

S. Uzmee

Happy Anniversary

We are under God indivisible in truth and love
Building our relationship strongly
Sharing life in the world
We are important
Someone’s husband
Someone’s father
Someone’s wife
Someone’s mother
Our children are proud of us
Happy anniversary my dear.




S.Uzmee

by: Catherine T Pigg

The Snow Flakes

The flakes are dropping down to the ground
We make a snowman in the snow
We have a snowball fight

The flakes are dropping down to the ground
We make snow Angels in the snow
We slide in the sled

The flakes are dropping down to the ground.

Copyright ©2008 Catherine T Pigg

Daddy

Nice, Silly, Funny and Sensitive

Daddy of Sister and I, Husband of Mommy

Lover of Mommy and Us

Who has a Wife and Kid’s

Who gives love, time and, Jokes

Who needs to live a very longtime to see grandkid’s

Who feels Happy Funny and Nice

Whose loved by Kid’s and Mommy

Who is the Best Daddy in the world you ask?

That is My Handsome Daddy!

Catherine Pigg 2008

Happy Mother's Day

The Mother

Anxiously bringing new life into the world

Mothers emotion on high brings a secret tear to her eye

Children growing up times flying

Mother’s job still not finished

Her hearts beating for the children

She is the key to the family

Building the brotherly, sisterly bond

Her smile is our sunshine

Happy Mother’s day to the world

S.Uzmee